Chapter 63 Military Supplies Purchase Permit
Brandon was now a bumpkin, and he admitted it. He can say loudly to those nobles that anyone who comes here will feel like a bumpkin.
He was now crazy about buying, and he bought half of the candy counter, spending dozens of copper coins. This made him as happy as a child, but he was still worried that Henry would lose money.
A little flour, a little powdered sugar and dried fruit, then a candy was produced. Henry didn't want to say how low the cost was or whether it made money. Just look at the reaction of noble customers like Brandon.
Brandon was the first noble customer to come to the big market. His crazy shopping scared Mila, Ellie, and Willow.
For example, Brandon is now in a ceramic shop, and before Henry enters, he walks in with his servants. His eyes were fixed on the exquisite ceramic plates, ceramic vases, and ceramic wine glasses on the wooden cabinet.
"Hello, what do you need? There are more than three hundred kinds of ceramics in the store, all from the Lord Henry's mansion, and many of them are designed by Henry," the waiter said with a smile.
Henry's research department fired these ceramics. It was a bit difficult to reach the level of ceramic products on the other side of the earth, but they were much better than the monotonous gray and brown ceramics of this era.
Brandon said, "White and clean ceramics are really beautiful."
Brandon was a little obsessed. With such ceramics, you can eat an extra. However, they were a bit worse than Lord Henry's house. They were better than those of the Earl's house.
Brandon thought, 'If a guest comes to visit, and I take out such ceramics, won't they be surprised?'
"Buy, buy, I want fifty, no, one hundred." Brandon waved his hand and quickly pulled the servant forward, shouting, "Hurry up and count the money, and buy all of these for me."
At this time, Henry and the others walked into the store. They saw Brandon holding a ceramic plate and coming to Henry, sincerely saying, "Lord Henry, I lost my temper at your mansion yesterday. This is my apology."
The ceramic plate he took was one of the more expensive ones in this store, five silver coins each.
"Mr. Brandon, you are too polite; it's just a plate, nothing special."
Henry said lightly; how could he accept such a ceramic plate? There are still many in the warehouse.
Brandon couldn't help but slap his forehead. He had another brain freeze and almost forgot about the exquisite ceramics at the Lord's Manor, with their various colored patterns.
How could he be interested in the second-hand goods in his hand? In an instant, Brandon lost the fun of shopping. What others don't like, he treats it as a treasure.
Brandon kept telling himself in his mind, 'be calm, absolutely calm, Brandon; you are a nobleman; you can't be like a bumpkin; it's too embarrassing.'
"Let's go; the fur shop Mr. Brandon wants is inside." Henry went out; he didn't want to smell Brandon's sweat.
Mila and Ellie, two sensitive-nosed people, stayed far away. You know, it's disgusting to get used to the fragrance left after bathing with soap and then go to the sweaty smell.
Brandon didn't have that feeling at all; it should be said that the nobles of this era had a sweaty smell, ate a lot of meat from an early age, did not take a bath frequently, and did not have many washing supplies.
A group of people came to the leather area, where there were wooden racks, each with a piece of fur, and a small note below, writing the origin of the fur, introduction, etc.
Advanced, Brandon only thought of this word, thinking about the kind of fur on the roadside stalls, casually throwing up, but also with the bloody, rude to ask you whether you want fur or not?
"Mr. Brandon, buy whatever you like, remember the account of the official department, and then offset the account of the wheat." Henry stepped aside and pointed to four or five shops selling fur behind him.
"Okay!" Brandon immediately took the fur suitable for making leather armor with his servants.
Seven or eight servants followed Brandon, each holding something in their hands and then running in and out. It was another crazy shopping.
"Henry, do you really want to sell all the fur? We also need leather armor." Willow asked in a low voice.
"The top ones are in the warehouse, and the ones here are just ordinary," Henry said calmly. Just a little packaging makes it look more advanced.
"Lord Henry, you actually sell bows and arrows here?" Brandon suddenly ran out with a long bow, looking nervous.
"This is just a light hunting bow for small animals. What? Do you want to buy it too?" Henry raised his eyebrows. The power of this longbow can only kill rabbits at close range, which is a bit of a stretch for war.
"Yes!" Brandon nodded heavily; no matter what kind of bow Hyratos was missing, he just needed this kind of bow to shoot arrows.
"Okay, Willow, give him a certificate," Henry said.
Henry nodded. The so-called proof, that is, the permit to purchase military-controlled items, means you can buy a hunting bow in the big market, these weakened versions.
But even so, a person can only buy a hunting bow. If you want to buy more, you have to wait for a month to get it.
After Brandon got the certificate, he started making a big purchase. He bought one hunting bow and wrapped up thirty hunting bows.
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